The red-eyed boy, who had never enjoyed the fun of drinking porridge with his friends, was dragged by Xu Shiyan all the way to the gate of the school. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info at this time it was already crowded with students, and even students a few streets away also appeared.

"What are they doing there?" He asked Xu Shiyan.

"That old man only comes here once a week, and everyone likes him because his porridge is so delicious." Xu Shiyan shook his head and said.

Seeing that he didn't react, Xu Shiyan said confidently: "It doesn't matter if you don't believe it now, anyway, you will understand the beauty of that porridge when you drink it later." ”

However, there were always a lot of students, and they waited ten minutes before they saw the students disperse a little. He looked at the old man who sold porridge as if he was thinking about something.

"Let's go over." Xu Shiyan said.

"No!" He put down Xu Shiyan and took his hand and said, "Wait a while, it seems to be a bit of a problem." ”

"What's wrong?" Xu Shiyan looked around, and a school teacher walked out of the school, came to the old man who sold porridge, and began to point fingers at the old man.

"What bad luck!" Xu Shiyan said a little unhappily, "Why did the teacher come to arrest people at this time?" ”

"Not really." He refuted Xu Shiyan's conclusions. Xu Shiyan looked at the red-eyed boy, and when he saw the teacher and the old man again, the two had clearly quarreled, and the scene of pushing and shoving was a bit bluffing, and the surrounding students were scattered to watch the play.

"That old uncle is quite pitiful, he must not have much money to think of setting up a stall in front of the school." Xu Shiyan said this, however, he never spoke again.

At this time, a thrilling scene happened. The old man's eyes suddenly turned red, his face became hideous, and the nails on his hands became black and long, and then he stabbed the teacher in the chest at once, and the teacher looked at the old man with an extremely frightened expression. The students immediately began to scream, it turned out that this old man selling porridge was a zombie!

"Ahh Xu Shiyan also shouted after the others, "What should I do? ”

The red-eyed boy unhurriedly took out the silver ball from his pocket and threw it heavily, although it was across the road, but fortunately this was the school gate, and the road was not particularly open. The ball made a beautiful arc in the air and fell into the hands of the zombie old man, who let out a terrible scream, and the students were already frightened and disappeared, except for Xu Shiyan, who was clutching the red-eyed boy's arm.

She was so frightened that she ducked behind the red-eyed boy. The old man's hand quickly began to burn, and in the black smoke, he finally let go of the teacher, but the teacher fell to the ground because of his injuries, and the person was already unconscious, and the blood on his chest was still flowing.

Then after a while, the ambulance and the police car came, and the old man who sold porridge had his entire arm gone, and he was taken away by the police. The teacher was seriously injured, but thankfully, he wasn't bitten by a zombie and therefore didn't have to be put to death. The red-eyed boy was suddenly no longer lonely, because the students knew about his use of silver balls against zombies, and suddenly became a hero-like figure.

Seeing this situation, Xu Shiyan felt deeply happy for this little brother.

Then it occurred to me that I didn't even know his name. So the next day, I went to the orphanage to look for him. But the dean told me that after that incident yesterday, a man who appeared to be powerful came and took him away. It is estimated that he thinks he has the ability to resist zombies, and wants to teach him to become the family's bodyguard. Xu Shiyan, who was already twenty years old, chewed a cake in her mouth, and told Lin Xuedong about her past with her red-eyed brother with some inarticulate words.

After hearing this, Lin Xuedong said sarcastically: "So it's a pity that you don't even know the other party's name after so long." It sounds like the boy should be pretty useful right now. ”

'I want him to get ahead because I think he's really strong.'

"But the orphanage should have information similar to his name and the date of adoption." Lin Xuedong questioned.

Xu Shiyan put down the fork and sighed, "I also think I'm quite stupid." Seeing Lin Xuedong on the other side with an expression of "you just found out", she originally wanted to kick Lin Xuedong, but when she thought that the temper of this beautiful artist was sometimes not small, she immediately stopped doing it. "I was still young at the time, and I didn't think of these things, but I only heard that the red-eyed brother was gone, and I no longer had any doubts. When I remembered this person again in junior high school, I ran to the orphanage and asked for his name, but the director had changed, and the teachers and children there remembered this person, but they also forgot his name, and only remembered that his left eye was red. ”

"And what about his profile? The orphanage is also not archived either? ”

"They were all taken away by the powerful man who adopted him at the time."

"This plot sounds a bit bloody, orphanages, childhood sweethearts, and powerful people adopt...... Those soap operas like the eight o'clock stall are really boring! Lin Xuedong began to yawn.

"But there's one thing that's different from those bloody dramas."

As soon as Xu Shiyan said this, Lin Xuedong suddenly came to the spirit again. "What's the difference?"

"Zombies! He and I had a discussion about how to deal with zombies, and the last time we met, he also saved our school teacher and caught a zombie by the way. She said with a smile.

"That's a hero saving the United States, it's even more boring." Lin Xuedong still grasped the key to the matter.

Xu Shiyan didn't feel angry after hearing this, anyway, she was already determined to find this person, as for Lin Xuedong, he was just a person who helped paint. Thinking about it, Xu Shiyan put away the painting that Lin Xuedong had finished and put it in his schoolbag, although it was still a little different, but it was probably true that he had beautified his previous memories too much, in fact, Lin Xuedong's painting skills were already very good.

"You wait!" Lin Xuedong suddenly pressed Xu Shiyan's hand to put the painting in his schoolbag.